Camping for a week, my girlfriend met me on site as we were both on work schedules that had us all over the country. It was good fun, walking and generally enjoying the outdoors and a fairly quiet site what with it not being during peak season. What fellow campers we did have typically were retired, they had great motorhomes that put my otherwise big tent to shame. We chatted with a few of them across the week and even had a BBQ with a coupe of the couples. We enjoyed chatting with Den and Marg, they were funny and engaging and it was like there was no age gap at all. I was surprise once morning when I went for a shower and Den was in there already. Having made no effort to shut his shower door I got a full view of his broad shoulder and his bum. When he heard the door round he turned and I got a view of his hanging cock too. He saw my eyes flick to it and clearly registered no surprise reaction from me and so he just winked and carried on rinsing his body. He shut his eyes and put his head under the water and it occurred to me that I really had spent to much time standing there. I went to another cubicle and stripped off, trying to get his nice looking cock out of my mind. I just about kept myself at half mast, but went off for the day with a mass of dirty thoughts. When we got back Marg collared my girlfriend and bbq was arranged once more. It was an okay evening though I felt Den’s eyes on me quite a lot and so I was on edge, worried I would get a hard on or he would say something, but I need not have worried, everything was fine, thought Den did seem to make a point of explaining how he always preferred a good shower rather than the one in their motorhome. The next morning I tentatively opened the shower room door, but it was empty so I just got about my business. I had my door closed, but that did not stop Den coming in and pulling my door wide. “Morning,” he said brightly with a broad grin. I was half turned to him and moved to turn away. He giggled at this, “it’s okay you know, your secret is safe with me!” and as quickly as he arrived he went again. I did not even have a chance to fight the urge as my cock swelled thinking about him a couple of showers down. My cock sprang to alertness and I was wanking as the water fell on me. Somewhere between that and coming I came to my senses. I turned the shower cold and soon returned to normality, my girlfriend was pleasantly surprised to find me so randy when I got back to our tent and after a few minutes teasing I was fucking her. As we lay in the after glow, she broke the news to me that while I was showering her office had called and she was needed back at work. I was disappointed, but my mind was suddenly buzzing. She agreed that seeing as we had paid for three more nights, I should stay on my own, there was always the chance that she might be able to rejoin me at some point. My first thought was an innocent one, but I thought I would have another shower. Even after coming not long before I was hard again in the shower, thinking rampantly now about Den’s cock. I softened as I toweled dry and for the first time of the week, walked back to my tent wrapped just in a towel. I was feeling risky, but soon felt silly as Marg said hello. She wanted to check that everything was alright, she saw that I was no on my own and so on, making sure I had not had a row with that lovely girl! I reassured her and went back to the tent, dropping the towel where I stood. I slid on a pair of tight boxers and pottered around the tent. As if on cue, Den announced his presence by caller, “Hello camper.” I invited him in looked at his outfit, he was in a polo shirt and I smiled at his shorts, straight out of the 70s or 80s and living up to their name. “Marg said I should pop over,” he told me smiling, “ said you might want a distraction?” I was speechless for a moment, trying to let my mind catch up. “Oh, it’s okay,” he continued, “Marg knows the score… and it is fine because we understand the need for discretion.” With that he nodded over his shoulder, inferring my girlfriend and relaxing me all at the same time. Still I stayed speechless and was really starting to feel dumb from it. “What do you reckon you have? A day or so?” I nodded mutely. I could not believe his confidence, standing in my tent and now rubbing his shorts, clearly a hard line was appearing and it occurred to me that I was straining my boxers too. “Harry.” He said, shortly and calmly and snapped me out of it. “Yes,” I answered and looked at him to see him smiling. “Get it out for me.” I nodded again and dropped to my knees, reaching for his shorts. I pulled them easily past his hips and with no underwear on, his cock, more aroused than when I had previously seen it, sprung outwards. I gasped as I saw his swollen member, nice and thick and grown to about 7 inches. I looked up at him and he was smiling. “What?” I enquired, thinking that I had done something wrong. “Well I meant yours,” he grinned, “but this tells me so much more about you. ”I smiled lamely back at him. “Oh don’t worry,” he continued, “I like it!” I leant forward and took his cut tip into my mouth. I was squatting on the floor and as my cock stretched out my boxers more I rubbed it a little into the ground sheet. His swollen member filled my mouth and felt great which in its own right encouraged me to get more in, and then more if I could. “Oh lovely,” he told me, “like a fucking natural, oh yes” I was looking up as much as I could as I fought to get his shaft in my mouth too, his head was back and his eyes were shut. I gasped over his cock, loving how I pleasing him. “Is this where you fucked?” he asked gesturing to the bed. I nodded the affirmative, “We heard you,” he told me, “but she does not make much noise?” I pulled off him briefly which helped me catch my breath, “we were worried about making noise,” I told him. “I know what you mean,” he carried on as I put my lips back to him, “but you always hear something, you might as well just go for it.” “Did you come?” he asked and I nodded. “Spunk up her?” and again I nodded. “She on the pill?” A nod, “and what about you,” he chuckled, “are you on the pill?” He laughed hard and then was quiet then for a while as I blew him, he filled my mouth so sweetly. “Oh my god, good boy, Harry!” he said breathily and he held my head still with one hand gently on the top. “Are you hard?” he asked. “Oh yes,” I mumbled around him and he told me to show him now. I got up on my knees and slid my boxers down, my slim six inches sprung up. He nodded to the chair and told me to sit down. “Let me see you wank it,” he told me and I obliged, pumping my rock hard cock in my hand. He watched intently and I thought he was going to kneel down and suck me. However, and to my delight, instead he moved to the side of the chair, he grabbed my head, turned me to him and pushed his cock back into my mouth. Now he had moved I got a stark reminder that the side door, that he had been blocking, was fully open. The full glow of light coming through made me react in horror, anyone passing would see in. I tried to move, but he held me in place, “stay still,” he told me, a hint of urgency in his voice, keep wanking!” Now the pace had changed and his cock was banging into my face, I could feel the heat and pressure of his swell rising. I carried on pumping my cock, but my attention was really on him and my expectation of his spunk any second. Suddenly he held my hair and I was shocked, and at the same time that he locked my head still, his first jet of come erupted straight down my throat. I gagged instantly, but swallowed him down and my reflex passed. He pumped two more squirts into me before moving away, his face ruddied and his breathing heavy. I was left in my seat, my hands had moved automatically to the arms of the chair, my cock still standing proud. “Hmmm,” he spoke between breaths, “I think you will wait till after luncheon.” He pulled his shorts up and as he bent down to do so he reached and picked up a pair discarded knickers. He threw them into my lap, “Why not wear something nice,” he said with a wink and walked out, “see you about one o’clock.” I savoured his spunk on my tongue and the taste still on my lips as I sat their, my breath heaving as well and covered in sweat. I figured I needed another shower!